
He is [F maj7] trampling out the vintage where the [C] grapes of wrath are stored,
He has loosed the fateful [Am] lightening of His [C] terrible swift [F maj7] sword
His [Dm] truth is [G7] marching [C] on.
cho: [C] Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[F maj7] Glory! Glory! [C] Hallelujah!
Glory! [Am] Glory! Hallelu [C] [F maj7] jah!
His [Dm] truth is [G7] marching [C] on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
l can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on.
cho:
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
cho:
ln the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.





